Luyện nghe bài hát Millworker

Now my grandfather was a
He blew in off the
My father was a
And i, his daughter
Took up with a no millworking man
massachusetts
Who dies from too much
And me these three faces to feed

Millwork ain't
Millwork hard
it ain't nothing
But an boring job
I'm waiting for a
To take me through the
And put me in my break
I can have a sandwich
And

Then it's me and my
For the rest of the
For the of the afternoon
And the of my life

Now my mind begins to
To the back on the farm
I can see my smiling at me
on his arm
I can hear my granddad's
Of the storms out on lake
Where vessels and and fortunes
And sailors' lives lost

Yes, but it's my life has wasted
And I have been the
To let this
Use my body for a
I can home in the evening
Staring at my
Swearing by my sorrow that a girl
Ought to stand a better

So may I work the mills just as long as I am
And never meet the man name is on the label

It be me and my
For the of the morning
And the of the afternoon
Gone for the rest of my